[Qi Fu] Prisoner

11

I swallowed what was in my mouth.

No matter how many times I get used to this kind of thing, the root of my tongue is deeply held back, and the fishy smell in my nose always makes me nauseous, but the officer likes the pleasure brought by the strong constriction of the throat, which can make him excited very quickly .Once he feels it, the next thing I do is turn around and lie down on my knees so he can get in.

Now that I am forced to bear this, I can immediately withdraw my consciousness, try to make my thoughts vague and distant, and treat all this as if it happened to someone else. If I don’t do this, my body may reflexively act out of control.Although I tried my best to suppress the instinct of resistance, just remembering that the officer had clearly seen those injuries, knew what I had suffered, but didn't care, and even acted roughly as if venting his anger, it always made me feel like I was being tortured physically and mentally.

It is inevitable to have those dreams afterwards.It seems to be saying: I have experienced more humiliating than this, what is so uncomfortable?

However, occasionally I still want to hide in a place where no one can find me.

There was a slight touch on the top of the head, and someone in the distance called softly: "Adjutant...Adjutant!"

It was not an illusion, the sound was getting closer.

In the haze, it is faintly the shadow of the Buddha.

Has Zhang Qishan ever appeared in a dream?Although he was so skeptical, he was indeed leaning over and looking at me. It was so dark that he couldn't see his expression clearly.I can't help but wonder, did the former Adjutant Zhang do this kind of thing with him?

Maybe, the Buddha is also a man, when the desire comes, no matter who it is.It doesn't matter what my will is.

Unexpectedly, his hand was caught the second he touched Zhang Qishan's belt buckle.

"Be sober, Adjutant Zhang!"

He supported my back and pulled me to sit up.

"Go back to your room if you want to sleep, don't lie here."

I just remembered that after returning from the Jincheng Hotel, because my mind was too confused, I first rested on the sofa chair in the living room, and I didn’t know when I fell down groggy; the box of injections was confiscated, and it fell at my feet.

I don't know if it broke or not?I quickly snatched it up, and then realized that there was someone beside me, so I had to hide it in my pocket first.Zhang Qishan didn't seem to notice, and kept frowning, as if he was thinking about something.

"Does Master Buddha want to continue?" The words were blurted out like this, with a bit of self-defeating emotion.By the time I realized it, the atmosphere was already a little awkward, not to mention Zhang Qishan's reaction just now, I really couldn't tell if Adjutant Zhang had that kind of relationship with him in the past.

We looked at each other for a long time, Zhang Qishan finally leaned over slowly, although he really wanted to avoid it, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he could barely stop.He got too close, and his breath was blown into the pinnae, making it itchy.

He only heard him whisper: "...I asked the housekeeper to buy a few home-cooked dishes, let's eat together when we wake up."

After saying this, he opened the distance and looked up at me with deep dimples on his face.

Was that what you were thinking about?

Hometown food?

Before he adjusted his expression, he had already followed him before he knew it.

The dining room at the end of the corridor was brightly lit. It was obvious that the living room had deliberately turned off the lights just now. Walking from the dark to the bright place at this time, people had the illusion of seeing the sun again.

Buddha is leading the way ahead, his military uniform has not been changed, and his straight back looks familiar, as if I have seen it from this angle countless times.

The housekeeper greeted us while setting up the plates, saying that all the home-cooked dishes in the Northeast were bought, authentic.When I smelled the fragrance, I remembered that I hadn't eaten anything all day. At this moment, my stomach was empty, and I let out a sound that fit the occasion.

They looked at each other with suppressed smiles on their faces, I didn't care about talking, I took a step forward and prepared to eat.

Zhang Qishan stepped aside, and suddenly said when I passed by: "When you fully recover, if you still want to do it, we will continue."

I turned to look at him.The smile on his face was still there, and his eyes looked straight at him, as if he was inviting and promising.